Chapter 2 Father Sheng: My Daughter's Merits Are Endless...

Not disappointing everyone, Sheng Weiqiao smashed the tea bowl, “Junk! Try again!”

Looking at the tea bowl flying towards his head, the young man quickly pulled Sheng Lanci who was unguarded in front of him without any thought.

"Clang!"

With the tea splash, the tea bowl fell to the ground and fell apart!

Sheng Lanci, who was splashed with tea water and leaves, “...”

Old Madam Ming and others, “...!”

Sheng Weiqiao, “!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

"Eldest Master, are you okay?" When everyone turned to look at the culprit, however, the young man took out the handkerchief generously to give Sheng Lanci a wipe, and he said with concern as he rubbed, "Poor father, when you saw the tea bowl come over, why didn't you take cover? Fortunately, the tea was not hot. Otherwise, you would have been injured."

Sheng Lanci swallowed a mouthful of blood silently: I don’t need to take cover at all!!

He endured, but Sheng Weiqiao was about to be furious. After a moment stunned by the young man's rudeness, she stood up and ran down and then asked Sheng Lanci, “Father, does it matter?”

After Sheng Lanci indicated no injuries with full of relief, she kicked the young man without saying a word, "You..."

Used to being a gentlewoman, Sheng Weiqiao was so angry but she couldn't think of any curse, so she just gritted her teeth and said, "How dare you!!!"

This time the young man didn't pull Sheng Lanci forward to stop the disaster for him. Instead, he stood there and suffered a kick from her, still smiling, "Father is old, and he can't react in time. As you are thoughtful, filial, gentle, considerate, smart, beautiful, tolerant... you should think for him! "

Before he finished talking, Sheng Weiqiao had quickly kicked him so many times that a pair of white silk trousers under his black coat was covered with marks. But even then, she still did not vent her hate, so she panted and looked around, trying to find something to beat him. Everyone in this hall was a little overwhelmed, but when her seven-year-old cousin Sheng Weiwu who was always respecting her sister saw this, she actually helped her by holding a one-foot-tall garlic-shaped bottle with patterns of cranes and lucid ganoderma to her sister!

"Weiwu!" Sheng Weiwu's father and mother, the Sheng Family's third master and his wife, almost vomited blood because of this scene, and wanted to stand up and stop this. Breaking out in a cold sweat, Sheng Lanci quickly grabbed the garlic-shaped bottle and stared at his troubled niece. Then he hid the bottle behind him and smiled at her daughter, "Sweetheart, guess what did your father bring back for you this time?"

He wanted to use this topic to divert his daughter's attention, at least to ease the atmosphere. However, Sheng Weiqiao didn't look at him with a sneer, pointing at the young man and said, "This is still a question? Isn't the thing you brought back here?"

"..." Sheng Lanci swallowed a mouthful of blood again, and continued to smile flatteringly, “Daddy didn’t talk about Shuihe, but a dagger. Didn't you want the short knife of the royal gift in your grandfather's study last time? It’s just that the knife is too heavy for a girl, and it’s not convenient to carry, so I wanted to get you a better dagger...”

When he spoke about this, the young man Sheng Shuihe suddenly showed a look of shock. While letting Sheng Weiqiao kick him, he seemed to smile and said, "It turned out that my father took my dagger left from my mother for my sister? If you had said that earlier, wouldn’t I have hesitated so long to give you that? "

"You actually gave me a mistress’s thing?!" Sheng Weiqiao heard it, furious, and said madly, "You don't feel dirty, but I feel sick all the time—and you! Keep your mother’s thing to you away. Don't come to stain my place, as it will stain my eyes!!! "

Sheng Weiqiao said more sadly. Although she was dissatisfied that Sheng Lanci took Sheng Shuihe back, she was still worried. After smashing the tea bowl, she had seen that Sheng Lanci was pulled forward to be a shield by his son.

However, although this dad was treated like this under everyone’s eyes by his son who was just taken into the door, he didn't say a word of blame. Instead, he had stopped her from helping him teach such a rude son.

Not only that, he even wanted to please her with his mistress’s thing now. In the past, every time when Sheng Lanci went out, didn’t he bring his daughter a gift that he had picked for a long time and tried his best? In contrast, today... now...

She glared at Sheng Lanci with tears in her eyes, and kicked Sheng Shuihe hard again, gritting her teeth and said, "Your father and son have a great rapport! I will not hinder you!"

As she spoke, she ignored Sheng Lanci's stop with panic. She raised her sleeves to cover her face and ran away, crying.

"This is Shuihe. His teacher has given him the courtesy name, Hengshu. He’s sick, so I took him back to take care of him." Sheng Lanci was heart-broken when he saw his daughter was so angry that she ran away, so he introduced the son in a hurry and he said, "Thank you for being worried about your grandson, madam. Now that everyone has seen him, you don’t have to be so tired!"

However, the meaning of the sentence was to cancel all the following activities such as greetings and tea serving, suggesting that Old Madam Ming and others could go.

Although very unruly, Old Madam Ming and others had to leave—The Senior Master of Sheng family was violent and partial to Sheng Lanci who was the first son of the wife. A few days ago, before he went out to visit friends, he had asked everyone to obey the arrangement of Sheng Lanci when he was not at home, including his remarried wife Old Madam Ming!

If anyone dared to disobey, when Senior Master returned, he would teach him to be a man himself!

"Although we can't see how Eldest Master ends, Weiqiao has left." Old Madam Ming and others comforted themselves, "We have seen the scene from beginning to end, and it was worth drinking tea for this half a day!"

Watching them leave, before Sheng Lanci was going to run after his daughter, he suddenly remembered what happened just now, and he could not help but question Sheng Shuihe, "You know that dagger is an ancient object that I spent a thousand tael of silver specially. Why did you tell my sweetheart that it was from your mother?!"

If Sheng Shuihe had not made the trouble like this deliberately, Sheng Weiqiao wouldn't have been so angry and walked away!

Unexpectedly, Sheng Shuihe looked at him with a smile and said slowly, "Smart, sensible, filial, gentle, considerate, clever, beautiful, tolerant?"

Seeing Sheng Lanci's old face blush when he heard these words, the smile on Sheng Shuihe’s face became more playful, "You vowed that all the above virtues could not describe one-tenth of the merits of your daughter. She is a unique lady in the world. So when I come here, I can’t bully her? Uh? "

Everyone in the hall just thought that he, Sheng Shuihe, was shameless?

The really shameless one was definitely Sheng Lanci! Ok?

He described such a fierce and rude girl that all the virtuous women couldn't compare with her. He also told him not to bully the girl. It made him believe that he really has a gentle, shy and timid sister!

What was the result?

If Sheng Lanci had not snatched the bottle just now, looking at Sheng Weiqiao's aggressive posture, she could have killed him on the spot!

Such a tigress! Sheng Lanci even described her as a little white rabbit!

—Sheng Shuihe had never seen such a shameless person!